Home by Christmas, but Not for Christmas
I’ve recently returned from a short trip home, and I had a wonderful time. I had the opportunity to visit family and friends, eat plenty of delicious food, and generally relax. I reduced the amount of old belongings stored under the house by 80% and gave away all my old books, which are archived on Goodreads.
Friday - was picked up at the airport, admired the crisp air of the Rogue Valley, relaxed at home, and had dessert and coffee.
Saturday - woke at my usual time, then spent the day with Dad. Ate plenty of good food, although something made me ill in the middle of the night.
Sunday - tried to function after not sleeping at all the previous night. Went tree hunting.
Monday - sorted boxes under the house and had dinner with Shelly.
Tuesday - finally woke feeling rested, visited OSF and Lucille, and saw Bruce and the team.
Wednesday - had breakfast with Molly, finished sorting belongings under the house, went shopping with Cathy, and bought plenty of clothes. Packed everything into the “magic duffel bag.”
Thursday - did more computer work and sorted through more boxes.
Friday - had a relaxing morning, then went to the airport to catch my flight home.
The flight home was pleasant enough, and the sleeping pill I took let me sleep for almost eight hours. I pre-booked a window seat, which turned out great.